Welp, I used to be in shape. Great shape. In my life before I was an author, I was an actress. I’ve done Broadway, TV and film. I danced my bahooky off in Chorus Line, Forty Second Street, Damn Yankees and many other shows.
HOWEVER, as a writer I sit on that very same bahooky way too much. So, I’m doing what any sensible gal would do. I’m exercising again. It’s been alarming, hilarious and painful.
Shall we discuss?
Let’s.
Walking is great. It’s not great when it’s colder than a witch’s tit outside. Right now, that’s the case. Walking has to wait.
Next up, Jazzercise on YouTube. I was a professional dancer. Certainly Jazzercise would be easy and fun. I lived to eat those words. My sister-in-law joined me in the TV room for the debacle. My dogs thought it was a new game and were barking and jumping on us. After they realized we weren’t there to be their toys they settled in and watched us with pity.
Trust me, it was no game.
The Jazzercise gal was adorable and entirely too excited and happy for my mental state. Nancy (SIL) and I swore not to watch each other. It would be horrifying. We made it through twenty minutes where Nancy screamed and I cussed. Suffice it to say, we failed, but were stupidly proud we didn’t pass out or die. Nuff said.
On to bigger and scarier. Both of us used to do the Billy Blank tapes back in the day. I actually went to his classes in LA (again, back in the day). We knew we could do it.
We were wrong.
Neither one of us remembered crap and it went faster than heck. We ended up laughing hard and commented that laughing burns calories. Yay us.
In the end, walking was the safest and least damaging for both of our out-of-shape bods. Like the troopers we are, we bundled up and did the deed. Nancy screamed and I cussed. We walked 5K steps and are paying for it today.
Was it worth it? I don’t know. I’ll have to get back to you on that.
Tell me what you do to exercise. If it happens to be Jazzercise, you can keep that crap to yourself.
xoxo Robyn
Comments
When I turned 50 I started bellydance lessons. I danced with women in theirv teens and women in their 70s. It’s dance for the normal woman’s body – you’re supposed to have a belly! – and it was a wonderful experience that, to feed the stereotype, changed my life.
17 years later I am walking regularly and use a rowing machine, elliptical, and stationary bike year round and swim open water in the warm weather.
Love that!!
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